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Chock-full of tips for hungry readers, table-hopping Columnist Leonard Lyons, 56, wrote: "United Artists is importing 1,000 French tarts to serve with coffee at the premiere of Irma la Douce."' Before the line formed on the right, a U.A. spokesman tongue-in-cheeked: "That's just a little tart story, or vice versa."
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Whistler's Mother occupies a place of honor in the Louvre, and Whistler's Mother-in-Law, Mrs. John Birnie Philip, is at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts. But what ever happened to Whistler's Grandmother? Sleuths found the answer just in time for Mother's Day. When he was doing the family portraits. James McNeill Whistler never got around to his maternal grandmum, Mrs. Martha Kingsley McNeill. She was painted, nonetheless, by a pair of itinerant artists from Connecticut, and the 19½ in.; by 24-in. oil that Grandma never liked—all those frills—now contemplates posterity at the Wadsworth Atheneum in Hartford.
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Ill Lay: John Gunther, 61. ubiquitous author of Inside books, with phlebitis, at Harkness Pavilion, Manhattan; Mamie Eisenhower, 66, after removal of a benign tumor (lipoma) from her neck, in Walter Reed General Hospital. Washington, D.C.; Baritone Nelson Eddy, 61, hospitalized by pulmonary congestion with viral infection, in Framingham, Mass.
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Some big names will be merged next Aug. 21 when Bride-to-be Stephanie Wanger, 19, daughter of Actress Joan Bennett and Film Producer Walter Wanger, says "I do" to blueblooded Frederick Guest, 25, son of wealthy Socialite Winston Guest. "He is a darling boy," declares Joan. Freddie just describes himself as "self-employed in venture capital." His venturesome formula for bliss with Stephanie includes "an apartment in town and a gatehouse in the country."
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"We are going on sea trials in the normal way." said Vice Admiral Hyman G. Rickover, 63. Then the so-called father of the atomic submarine boarded the Andrew Jackson, first nuclear-powered sub to be tested since the Thresher disaster, and disappeared into the briny off Mare Island, Calif. A Polaris-type ship, the Andrew Jackson went to depths "in excess of 400 feet." carrying with her a psychological burden crucial to the entire U.S. nuclear submarine program. W7hen she returned safely to port some 36 hours later, Rickover issued a terse verdict: "successfully completed initial trials." But Rear Admiral Edward J. Fahy, Mare Island commander, was less restrained: "This is a damned good ship. One of the best we have, if not the best."